Xia Ting was originally tempted, but he never thought that this seemingly ordinary old man could be so domineering?

"Ah!"

The old man chuckled: "Young man, you are still far away."

Whispering moment.

There was a surge of air.

Boom!

Hearing a shocking explosion, Xia Ting's body was knocked back dozens of steps in an instant. The moment he steadied his figure, Xia Ting raised his eyebrows angrily: "Who are you?"

"Ah."

The old man shook his head: "I have already said that I am just an idle old man. I see today that you two little babies will also be great talents in the future. I really can't bear to see you like this."

"Otherwise, the old man wouldn't have done this."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man moved the crutch in his hand, and then used the crutch as a sword. Immediately, a mysterious sword technique appeared in the eyes of the two of them. They could advance and retreat freely, as fast and slow as the wind, as if the sword and man were one.

The exquisite swordsmanship even allowed the two geniuses to spy a hint of sword intent?

"Sun and Moon Sword Technique?"

The two of them exclaimed for a moment, the sword move used by the old man in front of them was the Sun and Moon Sword Technique?

Exclaimed.

He felt the afterimage flash in front of him, and the moment he regained consciousness, the crutch was already across their necks. The mysterious sword skills made the two geniuses frightened at the same time, if the old man had even the slightest intention to kill.

At this moment, the two of them have already separated their heads?

horrible!

What immediately came to mind was——

joy!

Almost at the same time, the two of them bent down and said, "Senior, please give me some advice."

"Hahaha!"

As soon as the old man put away his crutches, he looked up to the sky and smiled: "For the sake of your sincerity, I will give you a chance. You two can put aside all distracting thoughts and attack me desperately."

"If you can knock the old man out of the circle, I will give you some pointers."

Words fall.

The crutch scratched the ground, and a square-inch circle suddenly appeared. Such a test, the two looked at each other for a moment, without hesitation, and shouted in a low voice: "Fight!"

moment!

The two shadows rushed out and rushed towards the old man. Unfortunately, the old man could easily dodge when faced with the swordsmanship of the two men, and even did not forget to taunt: "Weak!"

"It's so weak."

"It's a pity that you have such poor martial arts qualifications."

The old man mocked, Tianjiao struck harder, but there was a trace of relief in the old man's eyes under the brim of his hat. On the other hand, Ling Tian quickly moved towards the poison door.

Wandu Mountain!

A high mountain in the deepest part of the Hengduan Mountains has been a relatively mysterious place for thousands of years, but today outside the Ten Thousand Poison Mountains, there are densely packed Poison Sect disciples standing attentively.

Wandu Mountain!

The blue poisonous fire was burning forever. In an attic under the blue poisonous fire, Huo Jingzhou arrived panting. As soon as he arrived, the poisonous sect disciples on the scene knelt down one after another: "See you, young master!"

Huo Jingzhou waved his hand: "Is the sect leader here?"

The question just ended.

There was an instant pressure on the scene. As the pressure spread, a middle-aged man wearing a black robe walked out in front of him. His sword-shaped eyebrows and star-shaped eyes made his face look particularly dignified.

Men out!

Everyone was shocked. This person was none other than the only Poison Saint other than Ling Tian in the Heaven Realm for thousands of years——

Nine Nether Poison Saints!

He is also the master of the Poison Sect in the Heaven Realm.

"Welcome to the sect master!"

Huo Jingzhou also subconsciously shrank his neck: "Father, you..."

"Zhou'er!" The man waved his hand: "Without further ado, the two super sects are now heading towards our Ten Thousand Poison Mountains. The Poison Sect's thousand-year catastrophe has already occurred."

"It is impossible to survive today's disaster."

Huo Jingzhou was startled: "Father, is there no other way?"

Jiuyou Poison Saint shook his head: "There is no life in ten deaths."

As soon as Poison Saint finished speaking, he saw the spy coming quickly: "Sect Master!"

"The five thousand god kings and thirty god emperors of the Tianlang Sect, under the sacred leadership of Qingze of the Tianlang Sect, are less than a hundred miles away from our Ten Thousand Poison Mountains."

"The five thousand god kings and thirty god emperors of the Scarlet Hong Sect, under the leadership of Lin Yuansheng of the Scarlet Hong Sect, are less than a hundred miles away from our Ten Thousand Poison Mountains!"

Secret talk.

Poison Holy Tremor.
Chapter completed!